Nightshade Keri Lake Novels & Stories

But he hated losing assets even more, and he certainly didn't want to deal with a magical meltdown on the side of the highway. "Fine," Kai growled, shaking my hand off his shoulder. "I have an emergency medical cache at my estate. A kit with a serum specifically designed for Lycan toxins. It’s counter-intuitive to use it on a wolf, but it neutralizes the alkaloids in Nightshade. It might buy him enough time for his healing factor to kick in." "Your estate?" I looked around frantically. "The limousine is destroyed. The driver is unconscious. How do we get there?"

"Perhaps I should return to the retreat early." Elena agreed immediately, arranging for a car to take me back. Her understanding eyes communicated that she would keep Giana occupied while I completed our work. *** Back at Silver Lake, I immersed myself in the laboratory, focusing intently on perfecting the antidote. The combination of rare mountain herbs with silver distillate required precise measurements and timing. One mistake could render the treatment ineffective or even dangerous. My phone rang as I was completing the final step of the process. "Aurora," Kane's voice was urgent. "I've been researching the poison based on your description. It's called Moonshade – a derivative of wolfsba

Prince Antonio retorted sharply. Anxiety gnawed at my stomach like a persistent pit. "Estrada isn't a threat," I countered. "She is just another pawn in, like the rest of us." The older woman joined the conversation, moving closer to me. She looked displeased. "Luna Wilhelmina, Severa, Lady Eris, and Prince Kinnsion all had high levels of Nightshade in their systems," she explained. "Finding Nightshade in this region is no easy feat, so the fact that all four of them were exposed to it raises concerns about who discovered it and how they were able to turn it into such a deadly substance."

Just like Lorcan, Aurora has a lot of questions she wants answered too. “How did you find me here?” Aurora asked as the wind billowed her hair. Ever since Aurora moved to the Nightshade Pack, it has become one of her routines to visit the small lake not far from the Packhouse. Just like the Moonvalley Pack, the Nightshade Pack has its own lake too. Although the Nightshade Pack’s lake is much bigger like a pond. Every morning she’s driven to come to this place to just relax and collect her thoughts together. She found that the still water and the soft morning wind were a great remedy for her troubled mind. For some reason, the still waters calm her mind.

Exactly forty five minutes later we are piling into her Toyota 4-Runner which is perfect for combating the winter weather we experience here in the Northern Lakes pack, which is located right next to Lake Erie, on the border of Ohio and Pennsylvannia with my dressed in a long sundress and strappy sandals, with a large sunhat to cover my eyes as we enjoy the last of this nice summer weather before things change to falls and freezing winters. Opening the sunroof and feeling the warmth on my skin as it seeps into my bones is doing the trick of relaxing my nerves as we wind through the pack grounds to go to our favorite little diner in Geneva, right outside the pack territory. "Thanks for makin

His dragon's cuts on his healed at a much slower rate than normal cuts for him, if not treated, they could even get infected. His pain became more obvious in his slight struggle to get back on the horse. Kestra lead the way yet again but instead of leading them in search of the cave, she had led them to Lake Safi, a small lake filled with blue glittering water. It was a lake of water, filled with speedy healing qualities. "Neq'tar cannot put the cave this way. We need to turn around." He gritted, the pain finally getting to him. If there was one thing the forest didn't play with, it was the location of this lake.

*(Three Weeks Before the Alpha’s Death – Infirmary, Nightshade Territory)* Cole possessed a keen awareness of the world around him. It was this insight that enabled him to observe Kieran slipping into the healers' storage after midnight—long after the essential herbs had been carefully stored away. Moving with stealth among the glass vials, the Beta meticulously measured wolfsbane extract into a flask labeled *"For Pain Relief."* Yet, Cole understood that no remedy required such potent nightshade, unless the intent was to bring about silence without leaving a trace.

It was all white, adorned with bright lights that seemed determined to hurt my eyes. "This is the Luna of the South. She's in Alpha Chase's service and needs attention," Evie informed a man I presumed was the pack’s doctor. "Are you a werewolf?" He puzzled over my appearance. "Yes," I hissed, tired of people doubting my identity. "My name is Keira, and I'm not the Luna of the South. That isn't even a thing." "Alpha called you the Luna of the South, so that's what you are. Don't worry; it isn't a complaint. We hate southerns, especially those high up the ranks."

The Lake House wasn't a house. It was a concrete bunker dressed in cedar siding, built into a granite hillside so steep that the only access was a single-lane switchback road that seemed to disappear into the mist. The journey was made in a convoy of three black SUVs, with Keila asleep against my side in the middle vehicle, her small backpack at her feet. In the SUV ahead rode Luther and Leo Finch, an armed escort in the front seat. Behind us, Marcus and two other security members followed.

Kade The rumors kept coming, more specific each time, the way rumors did once a thing became interesting enough for people to bother getting the details right. Nightshade had a name now, or near enough — an Alpha, young, who'd apparently come from nowhere five months back and rebuilt a dying pack from six starving survivors into something northern traders had started routing around out of simple caution. Female, according to two separate sources, which Kade noted and then spent an uncomfortable amount of time trying not to think about.